Sleeping too long…

Lippmann, who coined the term “Manufactured Consent” – later taken over by Chomsky – wrote this excerpt in the early 1920’s. Now take into consideration the internet; in other words multiply this by a thousand.

“Within the life of the generation now in control of affairs, persuasion has become a self-conscious art and a regular organ of popular government. None of us begins to understand the consequences, but it is no daring prophecy to say that the knowledge of how to create consent will alter every political calculation and modify every political premise. Under the impact of propaganda, not necessarily in the sinister meaning of the word alone, the old constants of our thinking have become variables. It is no longer possible, for example, to believe in the old original dogma of democracy; that the knowledge needed for the management of human affairs comes up spontaneously from the human heart. Where we act on that theory we expose ourselves to self-deception, and to forms of persuasion that we cannot verify. It has been demonstrated that we cannot rely upon intuition, conscience, or the accidents of casual opinion if we are to deal with the world beyond our reach.”
Walter Lippmann

“Does Lippmann want his political science fact-finders to hide the truth from the populace; i.e. to “manufacture consent” ? In distinguishing between the news and truth, he is clearly on the side of correcting misconceptions propagated by media: “…news and truth are not the same thing, and must be clearly distinguished.”
Clare Spark


Hard times…

Well, here we are 2016; near 50 years from the last time I have seen this kind of built up pressure getting ready to explode within our culture – for real. I was only 12 or 13 the last time this occurred, but I remember it like it was yesterday.


Same energy.
Same problems.
Same bullshit media.
Same puppet masters
Pulling everyone’s strings
To have them dance for their pleasure.

The only difference I can remember was the broadcasts were mostly in black and white, or a dingy diffuse color, from the lack of technology back in the day.

But, nothing new under the sun.

Same denial.
Same ethnicities.
Same mass hypnosis.
Same political pimping and pandering
By the very same pimps and whores
That sell us on their compassion and competence today.

The election, the media, the meme’s, the miscalculated published stats hurled into the social media culture to inflame this side or that, all put into hypermode; this polarization needed to keep everything status quo, and business as usual – is – bought with the blood of families and friends – either here or abroad – hate and distrust is the glue that keeps it all together.

We’re all victims here
We’re all perpetrators.
7.5 Billion worlds walking the planet.
Each world projecting itself, on to the next
Because each world can’t endure its own pain.
Time to take responsibility, and learn to love ourselves.

Project that! The Apes and Billy goats will suffocate from lack,
and fade off into history as they gasp for their last dying breaths of oxygen. In the mean time, try not to feed the animals.

Hug a enemy – he or she might be your brother or sister…

Easter Greetings

I usually like to write something on a Holy Day, but writing has been like pulling teeth for a while now, so to extend my deepest Easter greetings to my friends on this Easter day – I’ll give it a go.

I can say is this; one thing we all have in common on this journey is our humanness, our confines – and our freedoms. Our humanness: the mystery, the specific Beingness which we encounter in this dance with fire and ice, and all the beauty between. Our confinement: these bodies, this limited, this somewhat narrow dimension and awakeness, (yet we proudly observe these dimensions through our jilted egos – we sometimes see ourselves as gods.) Our freedoms: having the capacity to engage all these complexities, shackled to these laws of Physics which dictate our responsibilities as to how we go about taking care of ourselves, and how we go about taking care of others. We endure, we continue on.

From within these seemingly rigid and limited physical structures; our grit, and our compassion tend to be tested to the max. Our freedom; having the capacity to engage all this from the subjective; imagination sees the outside and all the forces pushing toward itself and responds; the senses experience a spark from outside its illusionary confinement; it jumps at the chance to create its`own outcome either through fear – or love, all else it just window dressing. Freedom to care, freedom not to care, freedom to love, freedom not love; freedom to help, freedom not help – others &c. Considering the confines imposed upon us in our physicality, these freedoms are vast and unlimited and can only be a byproduct of Love.

We’re made of stardust stardust connects us to the entire cosmos; we’re also born of earthly topsoil, this keeps us grounded and dependent, having to deal with the illusion of separation, yet still, undeniably connected to this vast cosmos and the interactive dance that take place within it. We’re here for a few seconds, glow as the radiant sun, then gone in a flash – just like that. Earthly resurrection declares we will never leave – life to death, death to life &c. This fact poses much concern and anxiety whether we admit to it or not – a chaotic dance at very best. The narrative of Christ and the resurrection has the very deepest of meaning attached to it, that far exceeds the superficial – or even the literal.

Have a great Easter day friends; whether you be Christian, Jewish, Muslim, Atheists or Agnostic; enjoy your family, enjoy your friends, eat a fine meal, and drink some fine wine if you can. Life is short, and all these things are good for the body, good for the spirit, and bring joy to the soul.


A fine Easter to everyone!

Just yesterday

Mao Tse-tung referred to his foul system as “a Democratic Dictatorship.” Control, imagination, mass hypnosis.

He states in an article “On the People’s Democratic Dictatorship”, written in 1949 “The combination of these two aspects, democracy for the people and dictatorship over the reactionaries, is the people’s democratic dictatorship.” A warm description of a brutal regime.

In a speech in 1957 he says “In ordinary circumstances, contradictions among the people are not antagonistic. But if they are not handled properly, or if we relax our vigilance and lower our guard, antagonism may arise.” We all know what that meant.

In the same speech he states:

“This democratic method of resolving contradictions among the people was epitomized in 1942 in the formula “unity — criticism — unity”. To elaborate, that means starting from the desire for unity, resolving contradictions through criticism or struggle, and arriving at a new unity on a new basis. In our experience this is the correct method of resolving contradictions among the people.” Then later he states “Here, the essential thing is to start from the desire for unity. For without this desire for unity, the struggle, once begun, is certain to throw things into confusion and get out of hand. Wouldn’t this be the same as “ruthless struggle and merciless blows”? Merciless blows!? – now that’s rich considering the context.
He goes on “And what Party unity would there be left? It was precisely this experience that led us to the formula “unity — criticism — unity”. Or, in other words, “learn from past mistakes to avoid future ones and cure the sickness to save the patient”. We all know how that went.

A “Democracy for the people and dictatorship over the reactionaries” this madman states, hmm. Does any of this have the faint scent of BS that seems to have been slowly dispersed into the air here at home over the last fifteen years or so ? “Unity! – democratic method! – The struggle against! – Resolve! – Our Desire! – *unity — criticism — unity*! — Catch words to entice the imagination. We have a ton of them today floating around creating discourse among our citizenry 24/7 these days. Have we really been watching what has been taking place in our country over the last fifteen years? Divisions have been firmly and deliberately planted in the soil since 911, the media sings the same antagonizing songs to help with the maintenance of these divisions; we all know these melodies of polarization by heart at this point, and the music never really leaves our minds, it’s like a computer loop in our heads.

For those of us that are over 55, we have witnessed the changes; habeas corpus lost somewhere out there in the outer limits of yesteryear; corporate and wall street directly financing leadership, then holding them hostage to “their” will; politicians like giddy little children standing in line to attach the puppet strings to their arms and legs, so to be a part of this sorry show. (both right and left) Educational curriculum! well that’s just a whole other can of worms, both in the schools, and by way of documentaries for us older children.

I believe the general consensus today amongst “the powers that be,” is that a system ran “by the people” and “for the people” can no longer work because the people – in their minds – ” don’t possess the insight or intellectual awareness of the complexities of the inner workings, of such a complex set of social mechanisms, (as if these Apes and Billy Goats do) and that it may be time to take back the reins of power from “the people.” As if we actually ever really had it, but we have had a say, and I’m seeing that say slip away somewhere into the outer limits of yesteryear along with habeas corpus. The last fifteen years look very suspicious to me.

Maybe I’m just paranoid — maybe not.
Shoulders shrugged.



The greatest snow on earth

Everyone loves a circus; the clowns, the lions, the type rope walkers, the trapeze artists; it’s like a live Salvatore Dali painting taking place right before your very eyes; midgets – add a visual dimension that seems to tie the entire portrait together somehow through a kind of visual sensory subtext as they walk side by side with the elephant and the clown. But at the end of the show we leave the tent, go home and bring the memories along with us. The lasting effects; a pleasant memory of images that can continue to inspire the imagination for years to come – the circus doesn’t intrude.

I wish I could say the same for our political system that takes full advantage of the public from birth to dirt, pumping in political rhetoric transported through endless miles of septic piping allowing just enough crap to leak out into the american soil while in route to public distribution; from septic tanks housing vast quantities of BS, to the wishful minds and imaginations of good, honest, hard working people – this system continues to confiscate our dignity and insult our intelligence through this “Theatre of the Absurd”.

The circus is at least honest in its promotion of what “it – is.”


Election season once again

I think we americans are suffering from a syndrome kinda like battered wife syndrome; after we take beating after beating, either by way of getting raped financially as in 2006, or a war, or some other form of domestic violence that strips of us of our pride and dignity; we then look to the very people we have entrusted – who dish out this abuse, to us – with bated breath, hanging off every word they speak; lying to ourselves that “they” will change things, and treat us well in the future. Hows this been working for us so far?


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